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friesnbtsluvr · 2 years ago
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realisation hits that i’ve always been the person whom nobody in the group waits back for; i always walk alone, with no one by my side, behind everyone; nobody cares or will care if i get left behind– they will most probably forget i was there in the first place; 18 years of existence and not one person would care to wait back for me in a crowded room when everyone was rushing; i have no one to console me when i cry or break down, no one who would say “it’s going to be alright” or “don’t worry”; i’ll always be the person who is there for everyone else but there will never be someone there for me :(
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friesnbtsluvr · 2 years ago
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sometimes i feel regretful
though they say never have regret
it’s true
i do
remembering 2 years is hard
but i remember every single moment
it’s easy for me
i don’t have much to
remember
sometimes i feel sad about it
not about the people or the school or the place
but
about the weirdest comfort that came
with the routine of it
climbing stairs and thinking thoughts
until someone shows up and says hi
breaking my weird thoughts
for that moment and that moment only
i remember being happy
today, acceptance is far
about it being my last day
as a student in school
it pains me to not be one anymore
what else will i be?
i can’t think of anything
it is worse when
i start to cry
not because of my own attachment
but on thinking of others having to leave this place– their friends, their people, their family
maybe i cry because of empathy
but i think
mostly
i cry because i never had that
people to call home in school
and i’ll forever regret that
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friesnbtsluvr · 2 years ago
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i was just thinking about how in a matter of a few months, all of us will go to separate places. different colleges, different cities, different states, different countries, different continents, different hemispheres, different time zones– everything will be different; we will also probably be different people. and it’s paining me to think how that one friend of mine who used to freak out with me over new music announcement or new photo shoots of our favourite actors would find a new person to do those things with. she would find another person to visit that new cafe with, to try that new place out with, to talk shit about people she hates with, to laugh with, to cry with, to scream with, to get angry with, to share her joys and sorrows with. and i’ll just be another fragment of her memory, a once upon a time– a friend who once was…
maybe we will meet again someday, in a different place as different people, and maybe it will be like old times again but it’s not is it. we will just be two strangers then, two strangers who once were
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friesnbtsluvr · 2 years ago
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as someone who has barely had friends all her life, and has quite literally “been on her own”,
“make the friendship bracelets,
take the moment and taste it,
you’ve got no reason to be afraid”
from You’re on Your Own, Kid hits home differently
i remember going to Claire’s and buying a “BFF’s” bracelet as a 12 year old when i had no friends. at all.
for me, it’s taylor comforting me in the fact that yes, make that friendship bracelet, don’t be afraid of right now because tomorrow you will have someone to give it to. take this moment right now, and don’t be afraid of anything because “you’re on your own kid, you always have been” :)
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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“on the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and i wanted to look at you”
-Mahmoud Darwish
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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you knew the words to
every song i sang
sang along every single time
but songs don’t last
and neither did you
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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you don’t remember me
you don’t remember me like i remember you.
and the saddest part? you will never be able to
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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it’s not how it’s supposed to be~
nothing seems happy
anymore
not the birds or the wind or the soft sound of the cuckoo
not the empty notebook
not the smell of old books or the feeling of being excited:
like the lighting up of a child’s eye, the gleam and the shine the eye holds,
that feeling of feeling you are at peace, all things aside
that feeling has been long lost and eternally will be
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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Dear Anne
Since we are parting ways, perhaps forever, I feel I must unburden my heart… you are the fond object of my affection and my desire. You, and you alone, are the keeper of the key to my heart.. please don’t be alarmed. I don’t expect your favour, but I can’t in good conscience not reveal myself. I am not engaged, nor will I be, unless… it’s to you. Anne, my Anne with an e, it always has been and will always be you.
With love, Gilbert
PS: Thanks for the pen
Good luck at Queens
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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STEVE HARRINGTON THE MAN YOU ARE <333
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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at 6:10
when the sun manages to take that leap
and embrace the arms of the sea
will i
then
run into the arms of your blazing
gaze and
burn with-
and in the same
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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it's always "i love you" and never "you know, ernest only has lovely things to say about you"
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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no YOU live in a society i live in this frame of pride and prejudice
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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what happened to us
what happened to what we were
before
everything changed
it’s like we’re strangers now
like we are meeting for the first time
ever
i never thought
that we would be this way
never in my wildest dreams
would i have
wanted to be this way
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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“I think you lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world inside you.”
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
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friesnbtsluvr · 3 years ago
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“i cannot remember the books i’ve read any more than the meals i have eaten; even so, they have made me”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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